Weapon Master

Chapter 1577: Thirty-sixth level undead

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The opportunity Tang Huan was waiting for came earlier than he expected.

Five days later, there was a fierce battle with the death team in Yueling City, thousands of miles ahead. A small number of undead souls escaped through the blockade and escaped to Tianhe City.

When the news reached Tianhe City, Du Yue immediately sent five of the fifteen teams originally stationed in the city to search for the whereabouts of the undead, and Tang Huan's team was also one of them.

Tang Huan knew why Du Yue chose him. The reason was actually very simple.

According to the intelligence from Yueling City, the group of undead souls that escaped were all weak little miscellaneous fish. The strength of Tang Huan's team ranks the lowest among the thirty teams. Even if they are unlucky and encounter those undead, there will not be much danger.

If the undead were too strong, Tang Huan's team would probably have to stay in the city for some time.

After carrying out such a mission, Du Yue had enough reasons not to assign tasks to Tang Huan's team for a relatively long period of time.

Tang Huan was very grateful for Du Yue's kindness.

However, Tang Huan would not miss this opportunity. When Du Yue met him that day, he revealed that more and more powerful people from the "Netherworld Death Realm" were entering this "realm battlefield". For Tang Huan, who wants to go deep into the battlefield to find the "Hongmeng Immortal Liquid", the longer the delay, the more dangerous it will be.

"Whizzing-"

Between the bare low mounds, more than a hundred figures were flying quickly.

The leader is none other than Tang Huan.

The fifteen teams that were already patrolling outside the city, plus the five temporarily assigned teams, a total of twenty teams, spread out around Tianhe City, and Tang Huan and another team The team led by the third-level Tianxiang was responsible for searching the northwest area of Tianhe City.

Not long after leaving the city, Tang Huan divided the team into ten teams, each led by a Heavenly Prime Minister.

"Commander, there's a situation!"

A slightly urgent voice suddenly sounded.

Tang Huan paused slightly and turned around to look. The man in yellow who was about thirty years old and was closest to him said quickly: "Commander, we just received the news from the third team. They seem to have discovered an undead spirit there." Judging from the death aura, the number of traces is estimated to be four to five hundred."

"Team 3?"

Tang Huan frowned slightly and shouted in a deep voice, "Inform them not to act rashly. We will go over immediately for reinforcements, and then notify other teams to move closer to the third team."

"yes!"

The man in yellow responded quickly.

Each of Tang Huan's ten teams has a Tianjun who specializes in delivering messages. Once a situation is discovered, it will be delivered as quickly as possible.

"Whoosh—"

After briefly judging the direction, Tang Huan immediately led the team eastward.

Hundreds of miles away, in a blink of an eye, a ridge of a hundred meters high lay in front of us. Everyone kept walking, but as soon as they rushed forward, their expressions changed drastically.

Behind the ridge was a valley, but the valley was now filled with corpses.

After a brief count, there were dozens of them, spreading from the depths of the valley to the mouth of the valley.

Those corpses were all like skeletons, as if all flesh, flesh and life had been swallowed up, and a strong death aura lingered among the corpses.

"It seems to be someone from the third team!"

"They have already fought against the undead!"

“…”

After a moment of daze, everyone couldn't help but exclaimed in surprise.

"I contacted Ren Xingyang on the way. There was no situation at all at that time, but now so many people have died!" The man in yellow who was specially delivering the message stared with a look of disbelief on his face. The other monks, There was also confusion on his face.

According to the news from Yueling City, the strength of the group of undead is relatively weak.

According to common sense, a first-level heavenly prime minister with a hundred sixth-level heavenly kings, even if he is not the opponent of the undead, will not be a problem for a short period of time. But in this place, seven or eight people died in one go. Ten people, and the remaining twenty or thirty people were also missing.

"It seems that the news from Yue Lingcheng is wrong."

Tang Huan narrowed his eyes slightly, raised his hand and pointed towards the mouth of the valley, and said in a deep voice, "They should be heading over there. I'll catch up first to check the situation. You guys should follow behind and be more careful. Also, give the other eight branches immediately The team sends a message and tells them what’s going on here.”

"Yes, Commander."

The man in yellow and others quickly bowed in response, but they all secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Taking into account everyone's expressions, Tang Huan's eyes flashed with an inexplicable meaning. Immediately, he jumped down from the ridge and ran quickly in the valley, like a black stream of light, even in the blink of an eye. Before long, the figure had disappeared from the mouth of the valley.

Within Tang Huan's dantian, the "Nine Yang Divine Furnace" and Dao Ying were already operating rapidly, and their powerful sensing capabilities covered an area no more than ten kilometers in radius.

The thick masses of death energy that appeared from time to time were like bright lights guiding Tang Huan in the direction.

Almost every place where the death energy is, there is the corpse of a monk from the third team. Its appearance is exactly the same as that of the monks who died earlier in the valley. Their flesh, flesh and vitality have been sucked away by the undead. His death looked extremely miserable, gruesome and shuddering.

"Are you trying to lure us in and catch them all in one fell swoop?" Tang Huan raised the corners of his lips slightly, with a sarcastic smile flashing in his eyes, and murmured, "It's a pity that not only is it impossible for you If you succeed, you will actually give me an excellent opportunity to escape."

"Whoosh—"

The subtle sound of breaking through the air was endless, and Tang Huan was like a wisp of black smoke, leaping between this extremely desolate hills at an alarming speed.

In just a moment, Tang Huan had traveled hundreds of miles through space, and immediately caught a faint sound of fighting. Not only that, but at the same time, there were also balls of powerful death energy that entered Tang Huan's sensing range. Each ball of death energy was filled with intense aura fluctuations.

"Three hundred and forty-two tenth-level undead souls, ninety-six eleventh-level undead souls..."

"Hey, the fourteenth-level undead is indeed the case."

There was a slight smile in Tang Huan's eyes.

In this "Netherworld Realm of Death", the division of strength of the undead is different from that of the monks in the "Netherworld Realm of Life". Since ancient times, the undead have been distinguished by thirty-six levels.

The first-level undead are equivalent to the heavenly beings among human monks; the second-level undead to the fifth-level undead are equivalent to the heavenly beings from the four poles of Huang, Xuan, Earth, and Heaven. The sixth level to the eleventh level is equivalent to the sixth level of Tianjun; the twelfth level to the twenty-first level is equivalent to the tenth level of Tianxiang, and so on.

Among the undead souls that Tang Huan just detected, the tenth-level undead souls are no less powerful than the fifth-grade Tianjun, the eleventh-level undead souls are similar to the sixth-grade Tianjun, and the fourteenth-level undead souls are completely capable of competing with the heavenly kings. It is comparable to the third level, even if Wei Anlan encounters it, it will be a disaster. (To be continued)